"I can tell," Matt says, not unkindly. It's more confirmation than not wanting Foggy to narrate, and he nods along with that statement, hoping he gets that. He flashes him another brief smile, this one warmer than the last, too, figuring it can't hurt, and then heads back towards the bedroom, feeling along the walls with the tips of two fingers, the others tangled in the bag's handles.

It doesn't take him long to get the suit packed inside, and when he's done, he shoulders the bag and heads back the way he came. He pauses just short of Foggy, just so he can repeat, "I'll see you in the morning." Then he makes for the door.